[The weather is changing and breaking my stride]I’m bored and have nothing of my own to say. Just yet. So I think I’ll quote some people. “You can quote me: Americans will vote for cornpone Nazis before they will give up their entitlements to a McHouse and a McCar.”— Author James Howard Kunstler “Give me the luxuries of life and I will willingly do without the necessities.”— Architect Frank Lloyd Wright “The genius of the…
[Whooooo are you?]Some sneaky bastard hacked into MTSU’s computers so now all faculty and students, past and present, are urged to place fraud alert on their credit reports. Everything about that sucks, but I find myself a little giddy at the prospect of getting a free credit report out of the deal, since if you place a fraud alert on your report, you’re supposed to be entitled to a free copy. Equifax, here I come!
[Flight of the Felix]We almost became single-pet owners today. Phil and I are sitting in the living room, eating tacos during his lunch break, when we hear a knock at the door. This is weird because we don’t have any friends who would just drop by and we weren’t expecting any post (that bit of British nounage is for JR). I answer it and it’s the apartment manager, Carlos. He asks us if we’ve lost…
[Who cares about planes over the White House?]Dave Chappelle’s gone crazy and I have cramps. Snarl.
[Wouldn’t it be nice]Graduation was fun. Partying was fun. Unfortunately I was a little too inebriated to grab the camera and start annoying people with its stark flashes. I have a feeling that most of my pictures would have been of Joey on the floor, laughing. Or of him hitting on the kid with the wispy bangs. The money shot, however, would have been of Project Pat lying in the shattered glass coffee table. Party…
[Bristling and ugly]My sleep was littered with bad dreams. One involved John Cusack at the center of what would have made a disturbing psychological horror flick. With torture! A tortured child, no less, lying in bed with dead bodies and entrails hanging from the ceiling above him. I’m not sure if John Cusack was the good guy or the bad guy, but that seems like the kind of role he would play these days. In…
[Run your lips across your fingers ’til you find some scent of yourself]I worked a day shift today, and got off in time to watch the sun set in my rearviewmirror (tm Pearl Jam). I wasted my evening but at least it was mine to waste. I’ve started reading some book about women’s bodies as creative fruit-baring vessels with a reservoir of stuff to write about. It’s a little corny; the fruit metaphor wears dangerously…
[A poem for my friend Nick]I know you don’t read my blogand I know you’re probably feelingsome type of emotion since you won’t be graduatingbut would it kill you to answer a fucking e-mailyou heartless bastard?We only want to make you laugh.
[Soft silly music is meaningful, magical]I was bad today at the bookstore. I went in to get my mom Eats, Shoots & Leaves for Mother’s Day but came out with a book for my nephew Casey, a book for Amber, my mom’s book, and three for myself. I blame Davis-Kidd for putting out so many shelves in the ridiculously perfect sunshine hand hanging big “bargain book sale” signs all over the place. A clever ploy,…
[Nature is neither kind nor cruel but indifferent]This image from Salon and all its blasphemy cracks me up. It’s the art for an interview with the posterboy for atheism, Richard Dawkins. I don’t share his feeling that agnosticism is a weak stance, and I don’t buy that just because there’s no evidence for a god means that there’s no god, but I thought he said something interesting and poignant nonetheless: “An astronomically overwhelming majority of…
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